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Words Of Lonely One
It’s not the soft moonlight comes through the window,
trapped and reflected on the mirror,
that brings me into the dream hours
Nor the sunrise ray strong and sharp,
slowly beats the frozen night by his warmth and filling my room with awareness,
that waking me up from my lonely night
They are too much soft and strong for me to be seen
Paint me with too many colors, overtake my soul with the emptiness and minor melodies
I’m alone, I die if it became worse!
I need a mile of dreams, fly me away from the hurting reality
Feel happy to see cloudy sky, ...